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The world gets loud when I'm not listening.

Summary:

So, I decided to rework this book. It was originally The Misfit, and was going to be about my Undertale/Deltarune OC, Mara. However, I've decided to turn it into a oneshot collection.

... sorry everyone who was excited :(

I'm not good with making myself try to write on stuff I don't feel inspired to write on, so many apologies. That's not to say I'll never upload more Mara stuff, it's just not what I'm fixated on rn.

Also, small update, the title of the book is something that I’ve been repeating to myself a lot recently. Tends to shut my brain up and let me focus on whatever I wanna think about for a short while, so it fit rather nicely for this collection of stories.

Chapter 1: "Is she lost?" "Not in this reality, no."

Summary:

Three OCs watch over their creator, chatting with each other until it's time to go.

Chapter Text

It wasn't uncommon for me to get lost in my head, feeling my heart soaring as my fingers danced along the keyboard, typing away because of the newest idea that had popped into existence-

Sorry, too fast.

It wasn't uncommon for me to get lost in my head. It was uncommon for me to write on those thoughts though, as I was so used to letting them well up inside of me. Feeling my heart beat soothingly in my chest and hearing music fill my ears, I found myself enraptured by the story I was allowing to play out in my mind's eye.

The words, coming out with little resistance, made a small smile grow on my face, bit by bit as I completely ignored the fictional presences in my bedroom.

"You think she's gonna be done any time soon?" One of them asked, the voice belonging to a middle aged girl with long, dark brown hair pulled into a low ponytail, and baggy clothes that concealed everything both important and unimportant.

"Knowing me, probably not." Another responded, looking just like the girl on the bed, if not a few years older and with a lot more scars than the teenager.

"Wonder what she's writing about this time." A soft, almost heavenly voice questioned curiously, dark grey locks swaying gently as a beautiful, yet scarred man with amber eyes and plush lips moved to stand beside the second.

"Let's leave her be for now. I'm sure the others are wanting to chat with you two." The first murmured contently as they took notice of her happy smile, a portal of shifting colors growing beside the third. The man was the first to leave, the first following not long after, and the second lingering for a moment longer before allowing herself to enter the portal and disappearing from view.

Hearing my mother call for me, I glanced over at my alarm clock and felt panic grow within me as I realized it was past the time I was supposed to stop at. "Shit! Sorry Alaina, I gotta go for now! Bye!" I said hurriedly to ny laptop before saving what I had been writing and turning it off for the night.

The three each gave a variation of 'goodbye' from within the girl's mind, happy that she was content with them all.

After all, without her, they wouldn't have even been created.